Sister Who Could Not
It doesn’t matter now how tarnished it was,
what water and bramble ran between us.
What you thought was lost
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Category Poetry
Sometimes I Can’t Shake This Sadness
Sometimes I can’t shake this sadness in spite of all my training.
I can’t seem to wish myself into happiness,
whitewash it with a positive affirmation
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The Bruised Darkness Still Erupts
Just as the doctors predicted upon her diagnosis,
she held out for two years in spite of her conviction that
holistic treatments and prayers to Hindu gods and goddesses
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Out on the Limb
Breathing slowly through this one,
in the wait and see of a thing budding.
Will we follow nature’s lead to bloom
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Random Haikus
fall off pedestal
ego dry like autumn leaves
fall deeper in love
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Away
Emaciated
bones and need prominent.
I mask it in the voluminous clothing of patience and silence until
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The Other
They are well-connected,
comfortable in each other’s skin.
For them
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Bleeding out the Wound
I found out today that my beautiful, 17-year-old niece
Has been cutting
Up and down the sacred arm
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After Two Years of Dating in My Mid-Forties
After two years of dating,
I am weary of half-ways and fizzles
and men who have had the primal trained right out of them,
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Graveyard of Inconsequential Lovers
Several years it’s been going on.
The graveyard now in cramped quarters,
flimsy wood crosses
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Mice on the Circular Rack
The other side of push is the pull,
the get close pull away insanity
of never really landing
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We’re Not Big on Security Here
Our edges are torn unclean.
Our toes are jammed full of the earth we’ve trudged —
the clammy swampy river and the soft hot sand.
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